"Who said only Serena can sit here!" Eleanor Linden said nonchalantly, her attitude arrogant. "I just want to sit here, so what?"
Yesterday she found out that Serena has mysophobia, so today she deliberately sat in her seat just to make her uncomfortable!
Summer Miller was so infuriated she couldn’t speak, and the other classmates all looked at Eleanor with extreme dissatisfaction, yet they couldn’t do anything about it.
Seeing this, Eleanor became even more complacent, looking at them condescendingly, placing one foot on the chair, leaving a large footprint.
"Not only am I going to sit here, but I’m also going to step on it! What can you do about it?"
This bunch of fools are all on Serena’s side. Today she had to show them who really calls the shots in this class!
"Eleanor Linden, you’re going too far!" Summer couldn’t bear it any longer. "When Serena gets here, she won’t let you off!"
"Ha!" Eleanor sneered disdainfully. "Who’s afraid of her? I’m not like you, acting like dogs obedient to Serena!"
She was a daughter of the Linden Family, and Serena was just a poor wretch. Clearly, Serena should be the one flattering her!
"I can sit here however I want, step on it however I want, no one can do anything about it!"
Saying this, Eleanor stomped heavily on the desk and chair again, making them filthy, with an even more blatant attitude, clearly provoking.
"Do you want your legs?"
Serena Everett walked in with her long, white, and slender legs, her pretty, porcelaneous face emotionless, but somehow inspiring a vague sense of fear.
"Serena, finally you’re here!"
As soon as they saw Serena, Summer Miller and her classmates rushed up, as if they had found someone to rely on.
"Serena, we had cleaned your seat, and she messed it up again!"
"Yeah, we told her it was your seat, but she just wouldn’t listen!"
Serena’s gaze turned even colder; she hated people messing with her things, and Eleanor’s actions were obviously intentional.
For no apparent reason, faced with the girl’s icy stare, Eleanor felt a chill run from her soles to her crown, and fear welled up in her heart.
How could she be scared by that poor Serena?!
Realizing this, Eleanor’s expression turned ugly. If this got out, how embarrassing would it be that the prestigious Linden Family’s daughter was intimidated by a poor girl?
"What are you staring at!" Eleanor forcibly suppressed the fear in her heart, maintaining her heiress demeanor, speaking with arrogance. "You better listen up, I’m a daughter of the Linden Family. If you offend me..."
Her words were cut off by a cold, striking voice.
"Clean the chair you dirtied."
Seeing Serena’s indifferent expression, Eleanor grew even more irritated. "Why should I listen to you? I’m not going to clean it, what can you do about it?"
Right after she spoke, she provocatively raised her foot to step on the chair again, arrogantly saying, "Not only will I not clean it, I’m going to keep stepping on it!"
With a "bang," Serena was done talking. Her exquisite, porcelain-white face showed no expression as she directly kicked the table, which crashed heavily into Eleanor.
The desk was made of iron frames, and when it hit her, it hurt immensely. Eleanor screamed, her face paling from the pain.
Serena looked down at the disheveled Eleanor on the ground, her tone indifferent yet carrying a hint of ferocity.
"Touch my things again, and I’ll make sure you disappear from Imperia University along with this desk."
Who does she think she is?!
Do as she says and I’ll disappear from Imperia University?
The thought immediately surfaced in Eleanor’s mind.
It was just too ridiculous!
But the pain was too intense, robbing Eleanor of speech, so she could only glare vehemently at Serena, as if she wanted to tear her apart.
Serena dared to shame her in front of the whole class; she wouldn’t let her off!
Eleanor forced herself to endure the pain and pushed the desk off her, struggling to get up, while the entire class coldly watched without anyone stepping forward to help—they clearly disliked her as well.
Summer Miller felt a great sense of satisfaction, snorted at her. "Serves you right!"
After all her arrogance earlier, berating everyone, not just them but also Serena!
The predicament she found herself in was no one’s fault but her own!
Eleanor was even more infuriated, her sinister gaze landing on Summer.
She would remember this grudge, and she wouldn’t let either of them off!!!
Serena, not caring to deal with her, took out her phone to message Principal Reed, asking for a new set of chairs to be sent to the classroom.
Principal Reed replied almost instantly, not even asking why and agreeing immediately.
[Alright, Serena, Uncle Reed will have the admin office send it over right away!]
"Serena, what are we going to do now? Eleanor messed up your seat so badly. Where will you sit today?"
"Yeah, yeah, Serena, where are you going to sit?"
They all knew Serena had mysophobia and were worried.
"It’s fine, you guys don’t need to worry." Serena’s tone was rather casual. "The admin office will send a new one soon."
"Who do you think you are?"
Eleanor, clearly not having learned her lesson, still aching all over, dared to provoke again after just being reprimanded.
"Saying the admin office will send new desks and chairs, how big do you think your face is..."
Before she could finish her words, a teacher from the admin office came in with new desks and chairs.
"Serena, the new desks and chairs you requested have arrived!"
Serena nodded casually, politely thanking them.
Witnessing this, Eleanor felt like an invisible slap had landed heavily on her face, burning with humiliation—what a slap in the face!
"See, this is how big Serena’s network is!"
Hearing this, Eleanor’s expression became even more unpleasant, speaking in disbelief, "How is this possible?! Even I don’t get this kind of treatment—how can Serena?!"
Even as the honorable daughter of the Linden Family, she received no special treatment at Imperia University, so why would Serena, someone penniless, receive such preferential treatment?!
Summer Miller and her classmates looked at Eleanor as if she were an idiot.
"Who do you think you are to compare with Serena? Principal Reed begged Serena to attend Imperia University!"
"Exactly, exactly, and Serena led us to defeat Clearwater University’s medical school, and even gave a hard slap to those arrogant Yale University people who look down on Celestia!" ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel⁂fire.net
"Serena is the sole disciple of The Wanderer, an unequivocal medical genius, a hundred times more remarkable than Aidan Keaton, she’s the treasure of our entire Imperia University. How dare you compare yourself to Serena?"